tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60643649315868301122024-03-19T16:11:27.866-06:00Moake Mysteries__♫ ~~And So It Goes~~ ♫__Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01061625141436435028noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-29388056479825958402015-12-02T23:05:00.002-07:002015-12-02T23:11:06.494-07:00We have a Walker!!Sorry it has been so long. I tell myself I will blog and then life happens. Going to try and do this more on Sundays though!<br />
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But moving on... Nikki decided to take her first steps on November 20th!! Just before she turned 11 months! She is getting so big and independent.<br />
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Here are some videos of the experience. Enjoy!<br />
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So there you have it. Hope you liked it! (yes the videos are kind of long... sorry)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10168530683037264242noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-26689073398048953522014-09-24T11:39:00.001-06:002014-09-24T13:42:22.391-06:00UpdateSorry I haven't given you an update in a while. I added some things to the sidebar and updated the bios.<br />
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Will get you a post soon.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10168530683037264242noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-71923903068088068092013-05-24T00:22:00.001-06:002013-05-24T00:22:23.782-06:00Solid foods for MatthewSo we have only given him solid foods twice (rice) and these were his experiences :) Enjoy!<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10168530683037264242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-64820900766019271362013-03-31T00:05:00.001-06:002013-03-31T00:05:16.845-06:00My Testimony and My Warning<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important;">Hello, everybody. This is Kenny Moake, Melissa's husband. I have had the honor to be invited to contribute to this blog and be part of our family record-keeping. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important;">I have felt strongly about this subject, and I felt I needed to say something so that all could hear. Please read.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important;">To ask me to sit back
and watch or approve the government and other powers that be legislate
homosexual marriage into existence is asking me to condone and give my seal of
moral approval on this practice. This is something that I cannot and will not
do, as I do know through the power of God that this practice, if continued or
expanded, will lead to judgments similar to those rained upon Sodom and
Gomorrah and I will not be silent, nor
will I buckle under pressure. I know what I know, and it is no act of love on
my part to simply "let people do what they want," or "let it all
take its course." I will be part of the course this country takes, even if
I'm one voice in the distance, or the only voice, pleading and crying for
sanity. The responsibility and the privilege is mine while I live in an America
which resembles the America I know. So long as I am able to draw breath, I will
plead to God in heaven and men on earth that this nation may follow correct
principles, which cannot be changed, cannot be argued or theorized out of
existence. This is something so much greater than I am, or that any one of you
are, that I will not hesitate to state the truth of this matter. The Lord said,
"It becometh every man who hath been warned to warn his neighbor"
(D&C 88: 81). I have been warned.</span><br />
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To the members of the
Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints reading this, I remind you of your
covenants. I remind you that exactly one thing can keep you from the glory you
have been promised by the Lord your God. And that is infidelity to Him. Are you
actively advocating what the Lord and His Church has stated on this issue? Do
you even know what that position is? If you are not so prepared and so occupied,
you need to sit down, you need to ponder and you need to read, and you need to
take up your sword in defense of what is true and right. Do not make excuses,
do not seek to bandy words on this subject, or seek to sit on the sidelines.
You know what is right and you know what you need to do, or you ought to. Make
no mistake, I and every other faithful Saint will testify against you at the
judgment bar if you do not. And more than this, every child who comes into this
world after it has suffered the consequences of the debate now at hand will
accuse you, because you withheld your voice. I have seen far too many members
forget or even betray their covenants lately. For you I can have no sympathy, and I can make
no apologies for my words, for you do know that I speak the truth.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif !important;">To those who are not
members of this Church, I understand that all that I have stated thus far may
appear ridiculous or overly emotional. Let me assure you that the emotion is
appropriate. This is an issue which, perhaps more than any before, is a wolf in
sheep's clothing. The danger is subtle. It is something that will be
manifested, at first, mostly in the private lives of men and women, but also
children who have come into this world without the kind of home and family support
that God has pleaded with us to provide them. It will manifest itself later as
a degradation of society as these children grow up, not having the leadership
and example of both a mother and a father. This is my testimony, and as this
Lord stated in Doctrine and Covenants 88:71, "[L]et those whom [the Elders of the
Church] have warned in their traveling call on the Lord, and ponder the warning in
their hearts which they have received, for a little season." Do at least
this. Ponder honestly in your hearts on what the real issue is here. Read the
scriptures and the modern revelations you can find <a href="https://www.lds.org/general-conference/1995/10/the-family-a-proclamation-to-the-world?lang=eng">here</a> and <a href="http://www.lds.org/scriptures?lang=eng">here </a>on this subject. Ask God what
His will is in the matter. And see if your understanding is not increased. </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13974029174750942642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-37106425024983156182013-03-26T22:35:00.001-06:002013-03-26T22:35:39.649-06:00Milestone!So Matthew hit a milestone the other day! at 2 months 1 week and 1 day, he rolled several times from front to back!!!!!<br />
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AMAZING I KNOW!! and I was fortunate enough to catch it on film :)<br />
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I have a few other really fun videos that I am also going to upload in a later post because these videos take a LONG time to put up. One of these days I am also going to do a photo dump on here but not today...<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10168530683037264242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-43255873557421853742013-03-21T13:05:00.003-06:002013-03-21T13:05:53.067-06:00Matthew Kenneth Moake<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Wow!! Things happened so fast that I wasn't able to keep blogging. Now that I am kind of in a routine now I think I can start blogging again.</div>
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So first off, Matthew Kenneth Moake was born into the world on January 17th, 2013. Crazy that 2 months have already past!! Here is a picture of him and then I will go on to describe the details of what happened after my last blog post.<br />
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So in my last blog post, I was told I would need to be induced. Lucky for me, Matthew decided otherwise. On Wednesday the 16th I was about to give up… I had tried everything to get him to come; spicy food, exercise, etc. and nothing was working. Well I decided to try one last thing and it worked! My mother had been telling me that maybe he wasn't coming because I hadn't finished everything for him. So I thought about it and remembered that I had one more sewing project left… my nursing cover. We had gotten all the supplies for it but I just had not started it yet. So about 10 am, I set to work cutting and getting ready to sew it. Matthew must have sensed what I was doing and started getting ready to come because I started to have contractions a little after I started.<br />
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I was talking to my mother-in-law at the time and was describing to her what I was feeling and we both came to the conclusion that I was in labor. Since it was a Wednesday though… Kenny was in class till 1. I had tried before to get a hold of him to tell him what we thought was going on but he had been unavailable the whole time! So I talked with his mother to get some comfort and advice because she had done this before. <br />
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Another funny thing is, is that I had planned to do maternity pictures with my sister Laura at 2 because I hadn't had time to get together and do them sooner. I finished the nursing cover quite easily and the contractions were coming really quite hard by then. Kenny got home at a little after 1 and we were trying to get a hold of Laura so we could find out where to do the pictures and when to pick her up. It took us a while to get a hold of her so Kenny and I made some lunch before we were going to head out. It was now about 3:30 pm or so and my contractions had just been getting worse and worse so we decided to call the midwives to see what we should do and the nurse on call told us that from what I was describing, I should probably head to the hospital to get evaluated. <br />
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So we called Laura and told her what was going on and that we couldn't do the pictures. We then called my mom because I promised I would because she had offered to drive so I wouldn't have to (since Kenny couldn't after suffering a seizure in November) but my mother lives 20 minutes away and I didn't think I could wait 20 minutes for her to get here and then 20 minutes for her to take me back up to the hospital, so I told her I was ok and could drive alright.<br />
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The contractions were getting closer and stronger but I was holding out. I told myself I could do it and that I could make it. My plan was to see how long I could hold out without the epidural so I told myself it was only going to get worse and to get used to it.<br />
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I made it to the hospital OK and got checked it about 4 pm for observation. They checked my cervix when I got there and told me to wait an hour and they would check me again to see if I had dilated any more. So we waited the excruciatingly long hour and found I had gone from an almost 2 cm to a definite 3 cm so I got to be checked in and situated… the baby was coming soon!<br />
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It was then the long process of seeing how long I could go without the epidural. They would check me every two hours or so to see how I was progressing and by 8 pm I couldn't stand the pain any longer. I broke and asked Kenny to have them give me the epidural. We had to wait another 40 minutes or so for the anesthesiologist to come (I think he was at home at the time). When he got there, I was still nervous of the needle, but was so done with the pain of the contractions that I didn't care. It was actually really fast and really rather painless. I then got to lie down and be pain free.<br />
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After the epidural I was still having very timely contractions but no pain :). It was quite the relief. The only thing that would have made it any better was if my legs weren't all tingly/itchy. At least I could still feel them though and that was alright. I was so hungry throughout the night because I couldn't have anything but clear liquids. I ended up eating a lot of Jell-O because there was nothing more substantial than that that was on the cleared eating list.<br />
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As the night wore on the nurse would continue to check me and tell me I was at about a 4 cm, but I had been stuck at a 4 for so long that they decided to put me on Pitocin around 2 am. They came in at 1 am to tell me what they decided and they had actually wanted to start me right then on it but I didn't want to start it right then. I had heard that it hurt and made the contractions worse and I feared I might feel it through the epidural. I asked if breaking my water might help at all because they kept telling me that it was so bulgy but they said that wouldn't be the best thing right now. So they waited an hour and with my permission, started me on Pitocin.<br />
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The Pitocin was moving me a long well in that I rose to a 6 pretty quickly but there was still a little problem. My water sac was inhibiting Matthew from moving down into position! So at 5 am they decided to break my water. It was the weirdest feeling… don’t know quite how to describe it but after breaking my water I really began to get ready. By about 9 am I was a 10 and ready to push but my midwife decided to let Matthew do some of the pushing so I wouldn't have to push so hard. A little before 10 am though I noticed I could feel my legs a little better and knew the epidural was wearing off. I tried pushing the little button that would give me another dose but it didn't seem to be working. They asked the anesthesiologist to come back in and give me a top off and then I was better :)<br />
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A little after 10 am they told me it was time to push. I was so excited but at the same time wasn't sure what I was suppose to do. They had Kenny take one of my legs and the nurse took the other and then the midwife stood in front of me. Every contraction (except two) I was told to push 3 times for 10 seconds each. I was worried that with the epidural I wouldn't feel when I needed to push but there was a nice little pressure at the top of my tummy that didn't hurt... this told me when I needed to push :)<br />
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About 55 minutes later, Matthew Kenneth Moake was born into the world!!! I tore in two places so I had to sit still as they sewed me up. The nice thing was was that they didn't ever take Matthew from the room! I could see him the whole time as they weighed and measured and cleaned him right up. The first thing he did after they laid him down to do all the checking was to stretch really big. Poor guys had been cramped for so long that he loved the stretching :) Here are his stats<br />
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Height: 20 inches </div>
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(He had a cone head though so two days after he was 19.5 inches)</div>
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Here is Matthew after birth<br />
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They let me hold him while I was being sewn up and he was sooooo cute!!!<br />
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Kenny's family showed up not long after he was born and they got to hold him and and see him.</div>
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Kenny and his family then got to go supervise his first bath while I got cleaned up. Kenny and I had been deliberating between Michael or Matthew for the name but it wasn't until after his bath that I knew he was a<br />
Matthew :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He hated the bath but loved getting his hair washed! </td></tr>
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Kenny's family left not long after and then my family showed up!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tom looking silly, Matthew looking grumpy in Kenny's arms, my mom with Matthew, and Matthew looking like a stud :D</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Matthew looking cute, Matthew and Anna, Kestra holding Matthew, and Anna holding Matthew</td></tr>
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I got to stay in the hospital for 48 hours after Matthew's birth, so I had some friends come visit me... aka The Butlers :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kristen and Matthew, Kristen passing Matthew to Sarah</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sarah holding Matthew, Shelly peeking over Sarah's shoulder, Shelly holding Matthew and Kristen peeking over at Matthew</td></tr>
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My mom (Grams) and dad (Papa) decided to bring Kenny some food and me a Jamba (I think it was their way of coming back to see Matthew :D)<br />
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We watched Netflix on Kenny's computer for a while and then slept most of the time. Matthew scared us Thursday night by choking on some amniotic fluid so we sent him to the nursery that night and the next.<br />
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We then got to check out and take him home Saturday morning. And the parenting began!<br />
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Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed all the pictures and videos!<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01061625141436435028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-22656965267759745422013-01-15T12:35:00.000-07:002013-01-15T12:35:03.454-07:00Updates, Updates, and More UpdatesHi everyone...<br />
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Just thought I would inform you all about my doctors appointment yesterday and what will be happening.<br />
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I went in yesterday and found out I had not progressed any further in the week and a half since I had last seen them. How frustrating is that!! Anyway, we were told that they would not allow my to be pregnant after 41 weeks (this Friday) and that I would need to be scheduled for an induction that day.<br />
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Me, I don't want to have an induction unless it is absolutely necessary so we found that they could do a natural labor induction called Membrane Stripping that might help me along. for those who want to read about it you can go <a href="http://www.webmd.com/baby/guide/inducing-labor">here</a> (you will have to scroll down a little till you find the section)... for all those who would rather not know the details you don't have to. That is why I linked it rather than telling everyone.<br />
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So they did that and told me to come back in on Thursday to get rechecked and re-stripped of my membranes but that I would need to get on the schedule for induction if nothing more had really happened by Thursday's appointment.<br />
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We are REALLY hoping something happens before Thursday or even before Friday (with the second stripping from Thursday) so that we don't have to be induced. But either way... we WILL be having a baby this week which is very exciting and at the same time... very frightening...<br />
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Wish us luck!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10168530683037264242noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-7415933114117526952013-01-10T11:19:00.002-07:002013-01-10T11:19:24.145-07:00More updatesHi all...<br />
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No... no baby yet but my due date is tomorrow so we will see if he wants to come on time.<br />
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So I have two new pictures of Buba from December 19th when I was 36 weeks and 5 days.<br />
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I read a post today from a previous teacher of mine who is also pregnant and having it a lot worse off than I ever did. She mentioned in one of her posts about how much she was suffering and how God knows all our suffering and pains. I also know He is always there and knows my trials, but then she mentioned something that I hadn't though of and has changed my whole perspective on the upcoming delivery. Here is what she said (and I hope she is okay with me quoting her on this. I won't use her name just in case she isn't but it was said so beautifully that I could never reproduce it on my own.)<br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><i>"<span style="color: #4f3d2e; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">I have felt that my whole life I've emphasized the Savior’s understanding of our pain. I've borne testimony that He knows all our pains and sorrows. I still believe that with all the conviction of my heart. However, never before have I sought to understand His pain, and His suffering. Up to now, all my pain has been for my own sake, centered on me. Now that I have this amazing life growing within me I know that my suffering is for someone else. And even though my hardship is so small in comparison, I am </span></span><u style="color: #4f3d2e; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;">grateful</u><span style="color: #4f3d2e; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"> to have this minuscule understanding of what suffering out of love for another is like."</span></span></i></span></blockquote>
Isn't that beautiful. In thinking about my pregnancy and upcoming labor like this, how can I not feel some sense of peace and understanding. Christ did it for me, so why can't I do something (albeit, alot smaller of a suffering than Christ did) for my child. Already I feel a growing love for my unborn son and know that I would do anything in the world and beyond to protect him.<br />
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I hope I can be a good Mama to him. I am not experienced in everything that I need to know for him but I hope he will forgive me and together; Me, Kenny, Buba, and God, will make it through this next transition in our already hectic and crazy lives.<br />
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Wish me Luck!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01061625141436435028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-64188795462156941752012-12-11T11:51:00.001-07:002012-12-11T11:51:20.728-07:00Coming to the end...So it occurred to me the a) I haven't blogged in forever and b) I haven't posted anything new about my pregnancy for at least two posts. So hear goes :)<br />
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I am 35 weeks and 4 days today. Buba (that's his nickname till we decide on a name for him) is as healthy as ever. He comes term on the 21st of December and his due date is the 11th of January.<br />
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Here are the pictures I have of him at the 20 week ultrasound.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">See his little feet and toes??</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">If you look closely you can see that he is looking straight at you :). The dark circles are his eyes.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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I also thought I would post some pictures of me throughout the pregnancy to show my belly growth ;)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">About 20 weeks (left) and almost 30 weeks (right)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjavwiqf_W8yXT1muWcs6TUHoe31bqYzKtBBw5-MSvnm8vWYSHnGWGqXc1pw1gM-BW64AeN-axW0QhXt_f4-xZE_6CDb99HG4V0tLGmYwzsfsHsZ2k1gB_F5ZF1AxaYQRxZrQhnsj3zNKn/s1600/Photo-0064.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">32 weeks (left) a little more than 34 weeks (right)</td></tr>
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I only have about 1 1/2 - 4 1/2 weeks left till he comes (1 1/2 till term and 4 1/2 till due date) and I am not sure I am ready. I am definitely ready to see him but not sure about the process to seeing him.<br />
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I have been learning about epidurals and natural births and honestly they both scare me to death. On one end I will have to have a tube in my back the whole (which I don't think I could handle) and on the other, would be having no pain meds and just screaming my way through it. I am not sure right now which way I like better.<br />
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I know women have been doing this since the beginning of time but I can't fathom how they do it. I am almost considering going natural but then I don't think I could handle the pain. It is healthier for the and helps the process along by not numbing the things that will help you get the baby out. But at the same time, I don't think I could handle the pain. I am just not sure what to do!<br />
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Having an epidural would help with the option of the pain but I can't imagine having a tube out my back. I am not really afraid of the needle but more of the things that will come from it. The thought of having something jutting out my back, the numbness, the tingles, the itchiness. I just don't think I could handle all that either.<br />
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Such a huge decision to make in such a short time... I always believed myself to be a strong person till this...<br />
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I guess the next coming weeks will tell all about who I really am.<br />
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I know that I am weak but that through God, I will see my weaknesses become strengths. Giving birth to this child is definitely something that is ordained and watched over by God so I hope that together we can make it through whichever way I choose to do it.<br />
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I thank my wonderful husband for his support in all of this, in coming to all my appointments, helping me when times got rough, and being here through it all. I love to see his face light up when he feels Buba kick or move around or have the hiccups. (Yes, Buba has hiccups strong enough to be felt from the outside... poor little guy). I don't know how I would have gotten through all of this with out him, both our families for support, and without my Father in Heaven. I know each and everyone of them loves me and the baby and wants to help out in anyway they can. I just hope I can be strong enough to bear the burden placed upon me.<br />
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I am frightened, truly frightened...<br />
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I will let you all know what happens next in the coming weeks. We all believe that Buba will be joining us for Christmas this year (which means I have an even shorter time) so you should probably hear from me soon.<br />
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Take care and good luck with the rest of finals to those who have them! (I still have one left that I am putting off... sigh)<br />
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Until next time!<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01061625141436435028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-46733942823048953752012-10-24T21:58:00.000-06:002012-10-24T22:01:22.869-06:00Engagement Story from Kenny's Point of ViewAlright, so I think I have figured out how to upload a video now and thought I would now put up the engagement story from Kenny's point of view that I promised in the <a href="http://cyrenique.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-beginning-part-3-engagement.html" target="_blank">Engagement Post</a> . Hope you enjoy it!<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01061625141436435028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-32666574930740868502012-09-10T20:07:00.000-06:002012-09-10T20:07:13.785-06:00Crafts...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div> <span style="text-align: center;">So I haven't done alot of crafts but I thought I would show you what I had.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption">Crocheted bag I made for my mother-in-law for Mother's day.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is a chest of drawers that my husband and I spray painted for our baby coming in January.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is a cross-stitch I did for my sister, Jessica.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I decided to add the cross-stitch to a frame with some picture for a late anniversary gift.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is folded in half and then half again. It isn't going to be huge but I am only about half-way done.</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div>Those are all the crafts I have done lately and I hope to have more to do soon :)</div><div><br />
</div><div>Thanks for reading!</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01061625141436435028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-80254559349125922692012-09-10T18:20:00.000-06:002012-09-10T18:20:54.330-06:00Giving the GiftMy sister have been given an awesome opportunity to participate in a fun event with<br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.gingersnapcrafts.com/">Ginger from Ginger Snap Crafts</a>.</div><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-vei0c0tBqac/UEq0IT2bjTI/AAAAAAAAjRI/V1HQiu_e4cA/gifting-it-forward_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800"><img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-vei0c0tBqac/UEq0IT2bjTI/AAAAAAAAjRI/V1HQiu_e4cA/gifting-it-forward_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" /></a><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">It is about gifting it forward. </div><div style="text-align: center;">It is a way to receive and then give more than you received.</div><br />
It is very simple, Jessie ( <a href="http://hornibrookfamily.blogspot.com/">http://hornibrookfamily.blogspot.com</a>) will get a gift from Ginger and then sends out a gift to three people turning one gift into three. Since I am privileged to be one of those three, I now get to send three gifts out to three of you, turning three gifts into nine and so on and so forth... (like the picture above).<div><br />
So, the first three people to comment on this post will receive a gift from me. Not quite sure what they will be yet so hopefully a surprise will be fun.</div><div><br />
In order to be part of the fun you have to play along. Those of you first three that comment will have 72 hours to post on your blog about this or I'll have to move on to comment #4 and so on.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><b>The Fine Print:</b></div>These are the rules set forth by somebody somewhere back in the links of links of links. They are what they are and they shouldn't be changed. <br />
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Make sure in your comment you leave a way for me to contact you so that I can 1. acknowledge that you have been selected and 2. get your address to send you your gift!!!<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">This will be sooooo fun! Good luck to everyone :)</div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01061625141436435028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-71273870545511961192012-08-10T15:59:00.000-06:002012-08-10T15:59:58.237-06:00And were having a .......Well in the last post I showed you the pictures of us finding out we were having a baby and now I get to proudly pronounce what kind of baby that is! Are you ready?!?<br />
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Here are some pictures that we got from the ultrasound to help you see if you can figure it out:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here are the legs... they are crossed :D so cute!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">There's an arm... do you see it?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is a full picture of the baby. Looks almost like it wants a hug :D</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is the last picture that we got before finding out.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>I didn't want to upload the "find out" pictures so that the baby could have some privacy. hope you don't mind :D. So, do you have a guess yet as to what the baby is? Well if you don't that's ok too cuz i will tell you.<br />
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We are having a .....<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">BOY!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">It will be so fun to have a little boy running around the house. Hopefully everything goes smoothly. I have my twenty week ultrasound in two weeks from today so hopefully we can determine just how big he is and when we will be blessed to come into our lives.<br />
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Have a great day!</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01061625141436435028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-71163068953522017832012-07-11T17:37:00.001-06:002012-07-11T17:37:46.457-06:00Guess What!!!! We're Pregnant!!Hey all!! Kenny and I just found out wonderful news May 14th. But let me backtrack a little and tell you the story. <br />
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On May 3, which happens to be my BESTEST friend's birthday, I had to go to the doctors cuz I wasn't feeling very well. I went in and they poked around on my stomach and found I was tender over my appendix. They immediately sent me to the hospital to rule it out with a CT scan and some blood work. I won't go into too much detail of my experience there. The main point I wanted to hit was when I was going into the CT scan room. I had been noticing signs around telling me that I needed to let the doctor know if there was any way I could be pregnant. So I did. The checked me right then and there with a blood test because I wouldn't be able to do the CT scan if I was. I had to wait awhile but he came back and told me I was negative.<br />
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Well long story short. I didn't have anything wrong with my appendix and I was able to go to work.<br />
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Well my cycle was suppose to start up on that Sunday, the 6th, and it didn't start. In fact by Saturday, I was a little rattled. The doctor at the hospital had told me I wasn't pregnant and here I was missing my cycle. Kenny and I decided it was time for a home test. <br />
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The first one came back positive... but I wasn't convinced. We had a long day on saturday (and I was sick with this stupid virus I still have now that makes me cough, sneeze, have a sore throat, not be able to breath out my nose, and lose my voice) so I waited till that night to do another. This one also came back positive. Kenny was content with two and was already starting to get excited. But I needed more convincing. I waited an entire day, till Sunday night, to do one final one and it came out the most positive out of them all. <br />
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We wanted to tell everyone on Mother's day (which was Sunday) but the doctor's office didn't open till Monday. So we waited to get the confirmation Monday morning (yesterday) before hatching the plan to tell everyone.<br />
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We got my mom a mother's day card that said Grandma at the top. The contents then said, "Sorry I couldn't be there for mother's day but could you do one little thing for me.... Give yourself a great big hug! Love you, Happy Mother's day!" and then Kenny finished it off with the text, "From your newest grandchild. See you around January 11th"<br />
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Using this card was the best. I gave it to my family first and then borrowed it to show it on the screen for my Mother-in-Law and my sister.<br />
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Best Mother's day gift I think I could have given them :)<br />
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I have now had two visits to my doctor where I got this picture at 10 weeks:<br />
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and got to really hear a loud and strong heartbeat. I am 13 weeks and 5 days right now and we should find out the gender around August, but for right now I am content knowing I have someone growing inside me that I love very much :).Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01061625141436435028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-65305446477777652812012-05-09T15:05:00.004-06:002012-05-09T15:05:42.273-06:00TAG YOU'RE IT: The Virtual VersionI've been tagged..... sigh... I mean AAHHH! :D<br />
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Anyone for a bit of Blog tag!? Here are the rules:<br />
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<li>post these rules.</li>
<li>post a photo of yourself and 11 random things.</li>
<li>answer the questions set for you in the original post.</li>
<li>create 11 new questions and tag people to answer them.</li>
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<b>11 RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME!</b></div>
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">I grind my teeth in my sleep and I am not ashamed to admit it ;).</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;">I can pretzel myself around a broom. This is where you take a broom and start it on one side of your body with your hands holding it one way, and you work it around to the other side of your body with your hands turned in the opposite direction than you started.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">I can hula 8 hoops at the same time almost indefinitely. </span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;">I am a perfectionist. I like to have things straight, balanced, and not one pixel off.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">I have never been out of the United States. Sad, huh?</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">My greatest ambition would be to travel to all 7 continents.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;">When I was younger, I wished I was a boy so I could do what the scouts and young men did. I even changed my appearance for a while (cut my hair short, wore baggy clothes, got some guy's cut jeans, etc) and even came up with my own boy name (Niko which was taken from my middle name Nicole), not that I ever used the name. Needless to say, I was never invited to go with the scouts or young men. I only had girls camp and combine activities to look forward to. :(</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">I love to make crafts. For a while, each christmas, I would make christmas presents for all my friends (hacky-sacks, rice bags, beaded frogs, bookmarks, memory books, beaded figures, etc). I also got into crocheting (making blankets, scarves, and a recent project of a bag [we'll see how it turns out when it is finished :D]).</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">I wear no make-up most days.... GASP .... I know. I just don't like it. For special occasions I will where mascara, maybe a little eye-shadow (not enough to really see), and a little blush. I like to think I look better by myself. Plus, I don't like to become dependent on things; this includes make-up. </span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;">I have an extremely good memory. It is almost photographic but I have to look at something for a long time and see it constantly to remember it detail for detail. It unfortunately doesn't work well on tests but it works most other times :)</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">Like my sister, I can remember faces of people really well. But once I have seen a face and attached a name to it, I will never forget it. The name may take me a minute to remember but I always remember it. It is funny to walk past someone, call to them by name, and have them have the quizzical look of... "I think I know you from somewhere..."or "who the heck is talking to me..."</span></li>
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<li><u><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 7pt;"> </span>If you were a superhero, what would your name and power be?</u></li>
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">If I were a superhero, I would have a power over gravity. I could walk on ceilings, make objects that are being thrown at me drop to the ground. I could change the gravity on a falling person, plane, or building. My name as a superhero would be Gravitricks because I can do tricks with gravity :D</span></li>
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<li><u>What is the one thing in your power to change (i.e. not looks) about yourself that you are working on?</u></li>
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;">My spiritually. I am not the best Molly Mormon, but I can thank my husband and Father in Heaven for having patience and helping me to accomplish the "small things" I have problems with.</span></li>
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<li><u>What is the most important thing to you in your life?</u></li>
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">That would be my husband, Kenny. Even more than my own life. He has edged to the very top of my list. Love you Honey!</span></li>
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<li><u>What are the TV shows you are addicted to – if no TV shows, what do you spend your time doing?</u></li>
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;">CASTLE!! Most definitely :D</span></li>
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<li><u>What is one skill or talent you wish you’d learned when you were younger?</u></li>
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">I wish I had stuck with Piano when I was younger! It is such a beautiful instrument and all I can do is plunk. </span></li>
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<li><u>The book or the movie? And must you read the book before seeing the movie?</u></li>
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">The Book FOR SURE. No offense to movie makers but I love the images I get from the books 10 times better. Plus the book has the entire story. </span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">I always made it a rule to read the book before the movie. It causes for some disappointment when the movie isn't as good, but this way you know the story, the characters, and the plot. It takes some confusion out when watching the movie.</span></li>
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<li><u><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 7pt;"></span>If someone were to bribe you, what would they use?</u></li>
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;">I like gifts; chocolates, anything that sparkles, the opportunity to get out of a chore. I am pretty easy going. If you wanted me to do something for you, and I cared enough about you, I would do it even if you didn't have anything to bribe me with. </span></li>
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<li><u>What is your favorite meal and who makes it?</u></li>
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">My favorite meal I would have to say is very hard to choose but I have narrowed it down to my top three. </span></li>
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">I love my mother's pot roast and rolled potatoes. </span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">I love my daddy's homemade hamburgers. </span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">I love my husbands lasagna and enchiladas. </span></li>
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<li><u>What is your biggest regret?</u></li>
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">When I first saw this one I had a pretty hard time thinking of what my BIGGEST regret was. After thinking about it while, I finally came up with one. I think my biggest regret is not connecting and building my relationship with my sister as much as I had wanted to and could have before she moved to Oregon. I miss her terribly and we can chat through email but there are too many awkward silences between every thing. It isn't the same as me and my brother where we can talk about anything and everything for hours on end and laugh till our insides drop out. I am working hard to fix a relationship that should have been built in person, over the internet. It isn't easy, but if I work at it a little at a time with love and care, I am sure I can get it to where I wish it would have been to begin with.</span></li>
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<li><u>If you were trapped on a desert island, what would you have with you?</u></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 7pt;"> </span>Book</li>
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<li><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;">Person</span></b></li>
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;">I would chose person for sure. They can be much more entertaining than a book, help you find food on the desert island, keep you company, and go insane with you when you finally crack :P</span></li>
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<li><u>What attribute about yourself are you most proud of?</u></li>
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">I think the attribute I am most proud of would have to be my silence and stealth. I once read that by being the silent and unseen, you gain the most knowledge and insight into a situation or problem. Listening is the key; that way you don't talk over something or someone that might be the most important of the bunch.</span></li>
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">If you were an animal, what kind would you be? (can be any animal, even mystical ones :D)</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;">If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">What do you like most about yourself?</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;">What is one skill you wish you were good at?</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">What is your favorite childhood memory?</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Rainy days or Sunny days? Please explain your choice.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #bf9000;">If you could do anything you wanted right NOW, what would you do?</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;">What is your most embarrassing moment? Remember, details please! (where, with whom, what was going on, etc) :D</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">What is your greatest accomplishment in life?</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;">What was the hardest time of your life? If the hardest is too personal, keep thinking till you find one you can share.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">Who is your idol? Please explain why this is the person you look up to.</span></li>
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">Laura @ <a href="http://kikastrophe.blogspot.com/">Kikastrophe</a></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;">Shannon @ <a href="http://shannytag.blogspot.com/">Simply Shannon</a></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">Megan @ <a href="http://whenourpathscross.blogspot.com/">When Our Paths Cross</a></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;">MarLyn @ <span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 25px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://beardandbraids.blogspot.com/">Beard Braids and Baby</a></span></span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; line-height: 25px;">Amanda @ <a href="http://mandaonnomansland.blogspot.com/">I belong everywhere and nowhere...</a></span></li>
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Hope you have enjoyed! Make sure to check out the blogs of the people I tagged! They are pretty amazing too! :D</div>
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</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01061625141436435028noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-10634631850778812412012-01-12T10:16:00.000-07:002012-01-12T10:16:39.531-07:00No time...I would like to apologize in advance that there will probably be no more blog posts till the end of winter semester (around April). I picked up a crazy schedule and I barely have enough time for me.<br />
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I am sorry and I hope to have something interesting to write by the end of all this...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01061625141436435028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-53232973849185836092011-12-31T13:22:00.000-07:002011-12-31T13:22:56.180-07:00HairCUT!!!Hey all.<br />
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This break has been really fun and I am glad I have gotten a chance to relax (hence why I haven't written ;)<br />
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Anyway... I thought I would share some pics of my new-ish cute haircut. I got it done when school was still going on but I havn't had time to blog about it in the middle of finals and other some such.<br />
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Have a Happy New Year!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01061625141436435028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-81905685657192484662011-11-29T15:42:00.001-07:002011-11-29T15:44:56.975-07:00A New Beginning - Part 5 (honeymoon)This will be the last part to my new beginnings posts. This last part is about the honeymoon. I thought it would be nice to add this one in and tell where we went and where we stayed, and what we did during the day. I hope you like it.<br />
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After leaving in the car after the reception, we went back to my parent's house really quick to finish getting the last of our luggage for our trip. We had decided we wanted to go someplace not too far away because we didn't want to have most our time away spent in the car. We decided on going down to Saint George on our honeymoon and I have got to say it was very nice and warm down there. :)<br />
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After getting everything packed up, we said our goodbyes to the family members that were home at the time and headed out. It was already pretty late when we left so we were really glad we had booked a room at Best Western in Springville for our first night. The wedding day had been really long and we were both really tired by the time we got to springville.<br />
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I am not going into a lot of detail in this blog post like I did the last ones so all I am going to say about that night is that I am grateful I married a man who is very considerate, loving, kind, a good hugger, and a very funny and creative person. He is not afraid to try new things everyday and always goes out of his way to make things special for me. Thanks for all you do Sweetheart! I love you very much.<br />
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When we woke up the next morning we were told that there was breakfast down in the Maple room. It took us a bit to find the Maple room but once we did we had french toast and orange juice with maple syrup (of course). We then went back to our room and began packing things up because we needed to be out of there by noon.<br />
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Once we checked out, we went to a tire place really quick to check this nail that Kenny's brother, Tyler, had pointed out we had in our tire. We asked a man to look at it and he pulled it out telling us we were very lucky because it hadn't punctured the tube of the tire, just the exterior. With that done we were on the road.<br />
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Kenny had, being very smart, bought a road map and put it in the car for our trip. Kenny's mom and dad had also let us borrow their GPS so that we had a guarantee that we wouldn't get lost. We set our course on both map and GPS and zoom we were on our way.<br />
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One of the funny things about our trip down was that our car looked like this:<br />
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There were SO MANY people on the freeway that would see our car and, of course think it was so cute and, honk for us like it said. I don't know if I have jumped so many times in my life as that car trip down to Saint George made me. We stopped once to refuel somewhere and then again to eat some food in Ceder City. I think we stopped at an Arctic Circle and ate some food there and then took our drinks in the car with us. We also stopped to get some food at a smith's nearby because the room we had booked at the Chalet Motel in Saint George had a kitchenette where we could cook our own food and save us money from eating out. Once done with the shopping we continued on till me made it to the Chalet Motel.<br />
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We parked the car, went in to check in and then went in to see the place. at first we were in number 5 but we found out later that it had a broken TV and the lady in charge was kind enough to move us to the room upstairs (number 21 I think) which was the same as downstairs but had a fixed TV. We began the long process of getting things from the car, up the stairs, and into the room. It didn't take us too long but it was very nice and warm so it also didn't take us long to start sweating. Finally all moved in we sat down and I think took a nice long nap.<br />
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One of the days we were there, we decided we didn't want to be inside that day, so we decided to go out. We were going to go to pioneer park but we were having a difficult time finding it and found ourselves at this place instead:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This was NOT pioneer park</td></tr>
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</div>This was a place right next to pioneer park on the map but it was called the red hills! It was filled with, well, all these red hills and we had SO much fun exploring all of them. Here are some more pictures of our adventure:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Climbling</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here we are</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Peek-a-boo! No!! Don't crush him!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">There were lots of small holes...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Look how BUFF my husband is... aren't you <i>jealous</i>?!?</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lots of Rocks!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sometimes the only things holding these rocks up were small stubs like these</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I of course<i> tried </i>to be funny too...</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>After exploring we had done all the exploring was wanted to do (and after we had gotten so hot and sweaty) we retired back to our little room to make dinner and watch some TV. We watch alot of TV while in Saint George and I think we even rented a movie while we were down there. I believe we watch Angels and Demons on my laptop (because the TV didn't have a DVD player) but it was still a great movie.<br />
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One of the other nights, we went out in the car to take it for a wash (so that people wouldn't honk at us anymore!!). We found a car wash that it was a Do-It-Youself kind of wash and we had so much fun. Kenny and I would take turns using the coin operated soap sponge and the jets of water. Kenny laughed alot every time I would *squeak* letting the jet of water out of the hose hit the car and send me flying back into the wall (it was a very strong jet of water!).<br />
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After the car was all clean we had packed a picnic dinner with a Martinelli's bottle and some wine glasses that someone had given to me as a bridal shower gift (can't remember exactly whose gift it was). Kenny had also made some sandwiches and some other stuff for our picnic dinner and we actually ate it on some street corner bench because where Kenny had seen some tables and chairs outside, we found as we got closer, that they were chained together so we couldn't sit in them. I liked the bench just fine though because it was a nice night and it was nice to be outside.<br />
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We spend Sunday at a church in Saint George that we looked up on lds.org. It was a married ward and everyone was so nice to us. We explained we had just gotten married and were on our honeymoon and everyone was so excited for us. We found that alot of the lessons were on the temple and what the day of our marriage was like. This was cool to me because I had just had that day not too long ago. Everyone else had brought a picture, in Relief Society, of them and their husbands on their wedding day but I didn't have a picture with me to put up which made me a little sad but it was cool for me to see all these people I didn't know and their husbands looking so happy in front of the temple on their wedding day!<br />
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We left Saint George early Monday morning and were headed home to my parents house (since we didn't get into our place for another 2-3 days) when Kenny's brother, Tyler, called wondering if we wanted to join him and his wife, Rozan's family at Lake Powell for a couple of days! I had never been to Lake Powell so I really was excited to go. It would be another 5 hours or so in the car till we got there but both Kenny and I were up for it. We plotted the course on the GPS as best we could (we couldn't get and exact location on it because we didn't have an address and the GPS didn't know what Lake Powell part we wanted) but mostly relied on the map.<br />
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Instead of going all the way back up I-15 to get to the right road, we took some detours (smaller, less known roads on the map) and one of the detours lead us right through Capitol Reef National Park which was beautiful! I got lots of pictures of the drive to Lake Powell but here are some of my favorites:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On the Road!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">There were some really cool rocks... There was this interesting orange river...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Some cool rocks that looked like castles...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I LOVE clouds!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It even rained on us a little bit!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Capitol Reef had some cool rocks</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">More cool rocks</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Love the structures!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pretty Colors in the Rocks!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These look like cannons, don't they? They were taking out the mountain on the other side!!</td></tr>
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<div style="text-align: left;">Once we got out of the National park we were about half way to Lake Powell. Once we got closer we were on this one road for a really long time! While on this road we saw this cloud:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhClngdk_mleXl_JybPNOHXsS6bJ_FYUUP5laHSMuxmg226A2SjbLSBNYSTcHiD3c2jQbgyo3FBj3Xc9I23PDTs2eSsaKuUKLaRKfKZaD7zz4QgpWTfuDlG3Nj2cvBsrDFcv2yTsIVGvr8l/s1600/P1020421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhClngdk_mleXl_JybPNOHXsS6bJ_FYUUP5laHSMuxmg226A2SjbLSBNYSTcHiD3c2jQbgyo3FBj3Xc9I23PDTs2eSsaKuUKLaRKfKZaD7zz4QgpWTfuDlG3Nj2cvBsrDFcv2yTsIVGvr8l/s200/P1020421.JPG" width="200" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">and then we went through the cloud and got completely dumped on!! It was so much fun! We could hardly see out the front window and we had to have the windshield wipers on full power and speed! We got very wet:</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is another storm to the side and this is our wet windshield!!</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: left;"> We only had to drive a little bit more before we made it to Lake Powell. One cool thing was that Kenny's brother Tyler was RIGHT in front of us once we got on the stormy road. We actually passed Kenny's sister-in-law, Rozann,'s dad's truck and we were driving in between the two cars ^-^.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">At last we were at Lake Powell and it was a beautiful sight!! I had never been to Lake Powell before and it was all so pretty. We went on Boat rides and went swimming in the water. We even went jumping off this big rock!! We slept in a trailer on the big mattress in the back! It was really warm that night which made it a little hard to sleep but once I was out then I was fine. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Look how pretty the water is!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here we all are. Me, Kenny, Tyler, and Robbie (Rozann's brother)... I believe Robbie is the one jumping off</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here Kenny and I Go!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here we go again!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tubing was fun!! Kenny even stood up. We don't have a picture of it but we made a pyramid next and I was on the top!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We jumped off some of these rocks!</td></tr>
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</tbody></table><div style="text-align: left;">We boated some more in the morning, not as much as the day before, but we did some. We explored every nook and cranny we could till it was time to head out. They drove us back up to where our car was and on the way there we hit a really big bump and accidentally knocked the fire extinguisher off its hook. It happened to fall right on one of the metal posts that help level the trailer out and it exploded!! Kenny very heroically and without a moment's notice grabbed it opened the door of the trailer and chucked it out the back. There was a lot of power in the air from it and both he and I were coughing up a storm. We needed to get out fast. I already had my head out the window but Kenny had no place to get air. He went and pounded on the front of the trailer to get the attention of Tyler and Rozann's dad to stop the car. They heard us and stopped and Kenny jumped out gasping and coughing and I still stayed in with my head out the window. I didn't want to go back in to get to the door so I could get out so I stayed at the window till Tyler came in and convinced me to come out. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">We cleaned up the mess as best we could and then made the rest of the trip back to the car. Once there, we said our goodbyes and made our way home. We were so sunburned from the day before that when we got home to my parent's house, nobody was allowed to touch us because we hurt that badly. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Well that is the story of the adventures we had on our honeymoon and that concludes my, "A New Beginning" parts. I will now have regular blog posts about current day things. I hope you enjoyed my new beginnings and that you will continue to read all my normal blog posts that I will post after this. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Thanks and Enjoy!</div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01061625141436435028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-26885897946433442412011-11-16T11:50:00.001-07:002011-11-16T12:00:34.512-07:00A New Beginning - Part 4 (Wedding!)<div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><br />
</div>Alright all! Those of you who have been reading all the other parts have now made it to the main point I wanted to get to in the beginning! Thanks for following me through the journey and I hope you like this next part.<br />
A few things I want to point out are:<br />
<ol><li>Our apartments complex (cinnamon tree)'s contract ran out on the 13th of August</li>
<li>We didn't get married till the 17th.</li>
<li>We couldn't get into our new apartment till the 24th</li>
</ol>So I bet you are wondering... what did we do?! Well first I would like to thank my mom and dad for letting us stay (in separate rooms before the wedding) in their lovely home. Kenny stayed with my brother Thomas (upstairs) and I stayed with my cousin Stephanie (downstairs in my old room and bed). <br />
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Second I would like to thank my fiance (now my wonderful Husband) for having such set boundaries while we stayed at my parents. I know that if we hadn't had those boundaries, those couple of days before the wedding would have been very hard.<br />
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While we stayed at my families there was so much happening. My dad was rigging the cultural hall in our church building to look like it was really outside (because Kenny and I wanted our reception outside but since it would be August my parents knew it would be hot and they convinced us to do it inside on the condition that my dad try to make it look like outside. I think he did a great job! <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He strung wires, dark fabric, and lights so that they would look like stars and added candles that would light up in water for the center pieces</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He borrowed a lighted gazebo that we put the cake in and then we had these lights that lined the whole walkway into the the cultural hall.<br />
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</tbody></table>So now that I have given you a seek peek into what the reception looked like, I should probably fill in the rest. Before our contracts ran out at Cinnamon tree, I found out from my mom that the woman who was going to make my dress couldn't do it anymore and had dropped the material off at my parents. My mom then went into frantic mode trying to find someone to make it and she found someone that lived in Salem. We brought the material to her and the design (that my friend Sarah drew as I explained how I wanted it to her) and then she told us how much she would charge and how many times I would need to come in for fittings and then I was quickly measured and that was that. I then saw her everyday for a week and at the end of the week she had it done and I was able to take it home (along with an underskirt that she let me borrow to make he dress poof out more).<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Design to reality! Thanks to Sarah who did the design and to Debbi who make the design come to life!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>After I had the dress my mom wanted my older sister Laura to take my bridals but she was so busy the day my mom wanted them so my sister Jessie took me and my Maid of Honor (Sarah) to do my bridals. We went down in the river-bottoms by some nice rocks, the river, and little pond. She took some of me and sarah in our bridesmaid's outfits (or my get-away-dress as I liked to call it) and then I did a quick change at the car into my wedding dress and took some more pictures. Here were some of my favorites.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is me in my "get-away-dress" and my Maid of honor... she is so ready to get married ;P</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We tried a veil that the dress maker gave me but we ended up ditching it. (but I think after looking at the pictures it didn't look too bad :P)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My sister is a really good photographer.... :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We did it kind of late at night so it was starting to get dark but it actually added a cool glow to the pictures</td></tr>
</tbody></table>So the morning of the wedding it was Chaos! I woke up to my best friend Sarah in my face. I had slept in maybe half an hour and Sarah had just made it there to do my hair. I sprang from my bed and hurried to get dressed so that Sarah could do my hair. I got all dressed and Sarah was wicked quick with the hair duo (we had practiced many times before so we could get it better and better as well as faster and faster each time we did it). I made sure Kenny had the rings and the marriage license as well as his recommend and that I had my recommend. We then went out to get in the car. Kenny and I drove up together and we made sure we had directions to get to the Jordan River Temple. We chose the Jordan River because my parents got married in it, as well as my sister, and that got me curious as to what it looked like on the inside (plus it was pretty on the outside). We made it to the temple in time and found my parents and went it to let the temple workers know we were there. <br />
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I can't say much about the actual wedding because it is sacred to me and I the only place <b>I</b> would be willing to discuss it would be in the temple so I am going to skip ahead to right before we were going to come out of the temple to all our adoring fans.<br />
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This was the time I got to change into my wedding dress. The fun thing about the wedding dress was that I kept it a secret from Kenny. He wasn't at my fittings, or my bridals, and he didn't even get to see the sketch; so when I came out all dressed, it was a total surprise to him. I don't know what his side of what he was feeling when I came out, but I know I saw a smile and almost a look of confirmation on his face like: "Yes this is happening" and "I hope I picked the right girl!" :P jk. My mom, who came out with me, told us to wait back a little and to let her get out so she could prep everyone. As we waited, I glanced over to the side and noticed a mirror next to us. Everyone did a good job of getting me ready and I found that with me standing next to Kenny, it felt right, like we fit. It was then time to go out of the temple and meet everyone. Here are some pictures of our coming out:<br />
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After all the pictures of us coming out, we got lots of hugs of congratulations and then it was time to take all the family photos. Here are some of my favorites:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Everybody from both extended families(aren't they silly :P)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kenny;s extended family is on the left and mine is on the right. (we now have a huge family!)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kenny's immediate family is on the left and mine is on the right.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Look at Kenny's siblings(left) compared to mine(right)! My family can never have a serious picture...</td></tr>
</tbody></table>After all the family pictures, we sent them to the luncheon and then we took some with bridesmaids and groomsmen:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me and my bridesmaids.... they are already trying to get on Kenny's good side (kissing up to Kenny)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Man ... he is.... sooo.... heavy!!!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bridesmaids and Groomsmen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Aren't my brother/brother-in-laws/husband funny?? (if you can't tell... my nephew is upside-down!?)</td></tr>
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This post is now getting really long but I do want to thank my mother in law and her sister for a great luncheon!<br />
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I would also like to thank my Daddy and siblings for helping to create the magic of the Reception. It was beautiful!<br />
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Here are some extra fun pictures I wanted to add from the luncheon, the reception, and at the temple, but after that, that is all for this part. I will then put up a couple of pictures from the honeymoon and tell where we went. Enjoy!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Stay tuned for the next part! CYA<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01061625141436435028noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-37781579859706395312011-10-24T13:13:00.002-06:002011-10-24T13:24:55.600-06:00A New Beginning - Part 3 (engagement)Alright... so now I ended the last one where Kenny and I had gone on several dates and things are starting to escalate. I want to point out somethings that lead to the engagement, tell the engagement story, and then tell a few other things that happened prior to the wedding but after getting engaged.<br />
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</tbody></table>One night while I was still recovering from my surgery, my mom was sitting on one couch watching "bewitched" on my dad's ipad with one headphone in her ear (she doesn't hear very well so she only needed the head phone in her good ear). Kenny and I were on the other couch (me sitting perpendicular to him on the couch laying to where I could be in his arms but not be laying on him). We were just talking and while we were talking, Kenny asked the question, "Where do you think this relation ship is going?" This was not the first time Kenny had asked me this question. The first time he asked me I knew it was going to be Marriage but I didn't want to scare him off by suggesting the idea so I would always tell him "I don't know". This time when he asked me though I though about it and decided to flip it around and ask him by saying, "You like to ask that question and I want to know if you have an answer to that question...where do YOU think this is going?" At that point Kenny did bring up the topic of Marriage and we were talking in small whispers so my mom couldn't hear. At the point where Kenny brought up the word Marriage, my mom gave out a loud, "NO!!" Both Kenny and I whipped around (both of us were thinking my mom had heard our conversation and was objecting) to see my mom starting at a blank screen on the I-Pad that had apparently gone to sleep. She turned to look at us and laughed saying, "Sorry, I was in the middle of an episode."<br />
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As Kenny and I kept talking about if we felt ready for marriage and how things would work out, my mother had apparently been looking at us (still with her headphone in so she couldn't hear us) and decided that Kenny's arm must be getting tired from holding my head up. So she decided to give us a pillow. She threw the pillow at us and it hit me square in the head. I turned, flabbergasted, to my mother right as she threw another pillow at my face. "Sorry," she said, "Kenny liked like he could use some relief for his arm." Shaking my head, I turned back and continued talking.<br />
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Later that night, closer to midnight, my mom was looking at us again and found my hand attached to Kenny's at the fingers and thought it was one arms. She had apparently been looking for the fourth hand that should have been Kenny's and finally decided to ask, "Kenny where are your hands?" Both Kenny and I, shocked, threw our hands in the air saying, "We didn't do anything!" It wasn't till then that my mom realized how that must have sounded to us and she laughed and explained herself.<br />
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After that night the talk of Marriage was becoming more serious but Kenny was very nervous. He wasn't sure if he was ready to Marry. He was worried financially and emotionally. I told him to pray about it and he kept telling me he had but that he didn't feel like he got a big confirmation. He was surprised when I told him that I actually wasn't freaking out and that I had a peaceful feeling about the whole thing. I told him that I knew a little while back that he was the one I was going to Marry but that I didn't want to scare him off by suggesting it earlier. <br />
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Kenny finally got the confirmation he needed (not sure what it was or when it was but it happened and we decided that we needed to start looking at married housing. We also started looking at rings online. We found a ring pair we liked and decided to order it. We had been talking about Marriage so much that (I don't think I ever told him this) I was scared that we would skip being engaged all together. But Kenny knew better than that. He had been planning something special. We had done something every month on the 30th (because we met on the 30th). In may it was our first kiss, and now in June he was planning to propose.<br />
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On the morning of June 30th, Kenny and I had been talking on Gmail and Kenny had told me how nice the Weather was. I, of course, had looked at the weather and noticed some rain in the morning and early afternoon and told him so. He asked me about how the evening looked and I told him that that would be clear. I immediately jumped to maybe going stargazing since it would be clear and Kenny told me that would be a good idea but he told me he knew of a great place we could sit, talk, and soak up some sun and he wanted to know if I wanted to meet at 7 (since it was out anniversary) and go to this place. I of course said sure and we began talking of other things after that. <br />
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Later in the day (closer to 7) Kenny was reminding me that he would come pick me up from my apartment and he add that I should bring my camera...like usual... and I could take pictures of flowers. I told him sure that I would grab it and that I would see him soon and then got off of Gmail to go to the library and pick up two books and then went home.<br />
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Kenny came, as promised, at 7 and he was slightly dressed up a little. I was just in my jeans and t-shirt and I commented on how he was dressed up and asked if I should dress up. He told me not to worry about it and that we should go. We got in the car and started driving. We went on Freedom and then turned on 2230 and immediately I knew where we were going. We got there and Kenny and I got out and I started to feel very self-conscious about my clothing because everyone around me was dressed up. We walked around the front for a little while and then Kenny told me it was prettier for flower pictures in the back of the temple. so we made our way around back.<br />
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Kenny was so right about behind the temple. I had never been back behind it before so it was all new to me. I took several pictures (I added just a few of them here):<br />
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It was at this critical point that I had been preparing all my life for. Ever since I met Kenny I knew I was going to marry him, it was just the when that I didn't know. I had though I had prepared my self well for this event but when he asked the question, my mind went blank and they only thing I could squeak out was, "Most Assuredly Yes". I immediately felt stupid and wondered why my brain had chosen to pick those words. Kenny laughed a bit and then slid the ring on my finger and enveloped me in a hug and a kiss. We began calling people starting with his mom and dad and then I called my dad and mom and then his brother and sister and then his grandparents and mine. I didn't call my siblings yet because I was going to tell them when we went to the Hot air Balloons on Saturday (two days away). I called my best friend and got one of the best reactions from her. Kenny's sister was the other great reaction. Calling took a while but we finally was able to walk away and enjoy the rest of the temple on our way back to the car.<br />
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Ok so that is my interpretation of the story, but I was fortunate to have Kenny's interpretation as well thanks to Sarah. I thought just for fun I would upload that as well but the video is not uploading right so maybe I will put it in a different post later when I figure out how to upload videos.<br />
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Alright so that is both of our interpretations of the engagement story. Before I post any pictures from the engagement, there is one major thing I needed to tell you about before. It was a nice Friday afternoon (July 15th I believe) and my friends from high school had invited us to go to the park with them. We grabbed so otter pops to take up with us and then we drove up there and found everyone except TJ. We talked a little bit and ate otter pops while we waited for TJ to show up. TJ finally showed up and she had brought bubbles and a kite and all this other stuff with her. We got the bubbles out immediately and started playing with them. (if you look closely in the pictures, you can kind of see the bubbles we were making. Kenny made some huge ones!)<br />
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After blowing bubbles, we climbed a tree (and of course got teased with kissing in it) and then went to play on the park. I took a swing and Kenny decided to come along and give me a nice big push.<br />
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After that Kenny wanted to swing too so he took the swing next to me and started swinging. We were both getting pretty high and Kenny decided to jump out. As soon as he left the seat I could tell something was wrong. I watched in horror as Kenny jumped out, kind of twisted funny and landed face first into the plastic tubing around the playground. I immediately jumped out after him (a little more gracefully) and ran up to him. His face was all bloody and he was spitting blood in the grass. He turned to look at me and I saw that three of his front teeth on the top were all jagged and bloody and sticking out in weird places. I keep repeating, "Kenny are you alright?" and "Kenny, why did you do that?"<br />
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He was in a lot of pain and we needed to get him somewhere. We grabbed our stuff real quick and then I jumped in the driver seat of the car and we went down to the health center where he had his insurance. When we got there we found they weren't open and were met with this lovely looking sign:<br />
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We looked at that and wondered if we should go to the hospital. I think we called Kenny's dad while in the car and then tried his mom and got some texts about insurance coverage. I believe his dad told him to go to the hospital but I remembered I knew someone in my ward that might be able to help. I called my mom and told her the situation and she told us to call Bro. Christensen and he prescribed an anti-biotic and pain killers to try and keep it from getting infected. We then went to my parents who were two houses down and showed them. My mom wondered if my dentist, Bro Arthur, could help him and we called and he told us to come in the next morning. We filled the antibiotic and he started that and he took some pain killers and we went home. The next day my friends who were with us during the accident brought him cupcakes because they felt bad about what had happened. I thought the cupcakes were very clever<br />
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We then had this long process of going to the dentist and seeing what needed to be done, and then finding that none of the teeth were replaceable and that we had to go to a periodontist and get implants.<br />
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Poor Kenny... We found someone to take care of this and he now has all those teeth out and filled with some bone to try and help the crack that he got in the bone above his teeth to heal. We won't know anything else till February when he goes in to get the actual implants. Right now he has a retainer with some fake teeth for the time being so you can't really tell.<br />
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The reason I tell this story to you is not so everyone feels bad for him. He is doing fine and hopefully everything keeps going well for us. The reason I tell this story is that we were planning on doing Engagement pictures 4 day from when he fell. We then changed that to a week after and we barely got him his fake teeth before the pictures. He was still cut up a bit but our photographer did a great job in photoshopping the cuts out. Thanks Lani! Here are some of my favorites:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Don't look at me in this one... but it is an un-edited on where you can see Kenny's scratches on his nose</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Another thing we got to do while being engaged was see my baby nephew, Aaron, get born! He is so cute!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Doesn't he look so small in Kenny's arms? ^-^</td></tr>
</tbody></table>We also got to go to lagoon again with my family (holding hands this time ^-^)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We got to feed baby Aaron</td></tr>
</tbody></table> One other fun thing I want to touch quickly on was our hike to Stewart Falls. It was very fun even though I rolled my ankle.<br />
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Well that is all I wanted to touch in this part. Next comes the part of preparing and going through with the wedding. Keep reading and I hope you enjoy!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01061625141436435028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-64988835631375714452011-10-18T16:35:00.000-06:002011-10-18T16:35:31.114-06:00A New Beginning - Part 2 (dating)Hey all,<br />
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Here is the next part to my last blog post (again the only time I find to write this is in class... hopefully my grades don't suffer ^-^).<br />
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When I left off last time, Kenny and I had just become a little more than friends. We both now knew that we liked each other and it was time to get things rolling. <br />
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The funny thing is is that we didn't exactly date... we basically saw each other every day so there was no need to go out anywhere. We did go out a few times though. One time Kenny's roomate, Aaron, and his friend, Kyle and his wife, were out swimming and playing marco-polo. Kenny and I were walking by and stopped to watch and laugh as they played. They were getting ready to come out and were going to go get ice-cream and they had wondered if Kenny and I wanted to go with. Kenny looked at me and asked if I wanted Ice-cream and I thought it would be fun. So I went with Kenny, in his car, and we went to cold stone. We got there and found Kyle, Vika, and Aaron and all got in line and were figuring out what we wanted to have. I decided that I didn't want a bowl of ice-cream but they had some smoothies. I saw the triple berry one and wanted to get it and Kenny made an executive decision to make this a date and he paid for my smoothie. ^-^<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">*the picture is not the smoothie that I had with him but I thought I should have a picture</td></tr>
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</div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo_4DyHPXK_6lKHpkNXFzXWRWDtdDza_01fzqLCbMJeW42EvwCyMPu1zSDmXj7Ts0SOjBptaGMcJiasJ_GIPjxyF1UAp11cZ-v7qPW53l2HT11pPUArj7uDPDpSM-N-HrJGAI6hZChFeWL/s1600/P1010635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo_4DyHPXK_6lKHpkNXFzXWRWDtdDza_01fzqLCbMJeW42EvwCyMPu1zSDmXj7Ts0SOjBptaGMcJiasJ_GIPjxyF1UAp11cZ-v7qPW53l2HT11pPUArj7uDPDpSM-N-HrJGAI6hZChFeWL/s200/P1010635.JPG" width="200" /></a>One of the other dates (which I think was my favorite) was our hike up Rock Canyon. We decided that (I forget the exact date but) Wednesday we wanted to go on a hike. I only had class till one that day so we got everything ready and then got in the car and went up about 6 or 7 pm to the opening to rock canyon. We made sure we had our map and made it there with not alot of problems. We parked, made sure we had our water and cameras and everything else, and then set of. The trail was pretty cool and we found lots of places to climb up into like the picture on the right.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>As we were walking along there was this part that I saw that went like straight up the mountain. I turned to Kenny with almost a pleading look and he laughed and said he was going to suggest it to me. With a smile on my face we made our way up. I found on that trial that all the rocks were against me and kept trying to throw me back down the mountain but I also found that the plants were on my side so every time I slipped, there was a tree branch for me to grab. Kenny laughed a lot of the way up because every time I slipped I would let out an "eek"sound as I scrambled for a tree branch. We got to this one part that wound around a little and then went up a little more and we found a nice ledge to sit and look out at how far we had come. As I looked out I had to get my camera (I got several pictures of it but I figured I should only share one) because the sunset was beautiful.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This was on the way up the mountain</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This was at the top of the mountain</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This was at the top but with my sunset setting on my camera on.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</tbody></table>We then realized that with the sun going down we would need to start heading back down the mountain. We decided we wanted to take a slightly different way down but the cliff I lead us too was a little far down for my little legs to reach. Kenny decided he would go down first so that he could test it before I went down. He made it down and then watched as I started to go down. I slipped a couple of times and then I got low enough that Kenny was able to put his hands under my feet and lower me enough so that I could sit on his shoulder and then I jumped down. While hiking back to the main part that we came up on, Kenny found this plant and wondered what it was, but we were running out of light so I took a picture and told him we could look at it and figure it out later.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Funny plant that Kenny found</td></tr>
</tbody></table>In haste we started back down the mountain to beat the sun. It was still light for a little while after the sun went down but we knew it wouldn't last for long, and we didn't have a flashlight. As we were hurrying down the mountain, Kenny was ahead of me and I kept slipping and accidentally sliding rocks down the mountain after him but he was good at dodging. While going down the mountain there was a spot in which Kenny stepped on this rock and didn't realize how smooth it was and his foot slipped off the rock and he fell/slid down the mountain a few good feet. I, now in panic mode, hurried faster down the mountain to get to him all the while yelling, "Kenny! Are you ok? Don't move, I am coming!" I finally made it down to Kenny and he had a grim hurt expression on his face. I asked if her could move at all and he tried to stand and his face twisted and he sat back down. At this point I am thinking.... how are we to get out of the canyon before dark!<br />
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Kenny had found a stick a little way back up the mountain but had dropped it when he fell so I went back up a little and got his stick for him to lean on... but it was a little short to do any good. I looked at Kenny and realized that I was the right size for a crutch for him! I asked Kenny to stand again but this time to lean heavily on me. He got up and with the stick on one side and me on the other, we moved slowly down the mountain. We got back to the trail that lead to the parking lot and we took a slow pace back. It got darker on the way by since we were on the trail, it wasn't bad. While walking he and I talked. We were very close because he had to lean on me and I found that I didn't mind how close he was to me. The funny thing with having him so close though was that I had to adapt my walk to his limp-ish one because it was hard to walk normal with him on me ^-^.<br />
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We finally made it back to the car and Kenny was still insisting on opening my door for me. So I let him open my door, and then walked him back to his door, opened it, sat him in, closed his door, and then walked back over to mine (which was still open) and climbed in. Kenny then asked if I wanted something to eat and I told him yes so we left and he was asking me what I wanted. I told him that with his leg like it was that maybe we should do home and have something at my place. We got home and I think we had some Italian chicken (chicken with Italian dressing) not sure what else but I know that after the hike, the food was really good. He stayed till midnight like always, we did scripture somewhere in there and then <b>I</b> walked <b>him</b> home (still being his crutch) and bid him goodnight.<br />
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One of the other dates I remember is going to a movie at one of the other guy's apartments. It was How to Train your Dragon (which is like my FAVORITE movie ^-^). We went together and there was a couch in the front and we took a seat, with his arm around me :D. I remember that before we were dating he was at another movie and he was sitting next to me and I wanted DESPERATELY for him to put his arm around me and he didn't (sad face) but it isn't his fault that he was clueless to me desires. Anyway, he had never see the movie all the way through so it was fun to watch his expression through out the movie :)<br />
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Those were the three dates I remember the most. One that I wouldn't call a date but was fun was when my family invited him to lagoon with us. We were so excited! I believe it was May 14th that we went to lagoon for my sister's band concert (it was called Music in the Parks) where their band competes with all the bands in the district. After the concert though we were aloud to go to the park! (during the concert though, Thomas, Kenny and I were playing "slap", and Thomas is wicked good). We got to the park and went on all sorts of rides! <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On the Screamer (yes.. I did scream... ^-^)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Waiting in line for the bat!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On the swings (Kenny is to the right in the picture, behind me)</td></tr>
</tbody></table>There were so many times I wanted him to grab my hand while we were walking but I had no success. I wanted to grab his hand but I didn't want to seem too foreword and scare him away. So we would sit with his arm around me but no hand holding.<br />
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One thing I feel I should also mention is that A LOT of people like to ask the story of our first kiss. Well here it goes. Our first Kiss was on May 30th (exactly a month from when we met). Kenny had asked me about kissing before that but I was scared. Not sure why I was so scared but I was. Anyway, that day I had two classes (got out at 2) and then I was not feeling good at all. Eating food made me sick and I just wasn't feeling well at all. Kenny had also just hurt his ankle from the Hike and so when we were playing football and Frisbee for FHE, we both went but, both sat out. I of course was stupid and didn't bring a jacket with me so Kenny was rubbing my back a ton trying to warm me up. FHE ended and we got up and started to walk home... me shivering like crazy... and went back to my place to grab a jacket.<br />
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We walked into my place and I had him wait in the living room while I went in to get a jacket. I grabbed a jacket and as I was walking out, Kenny was right outside my bedroom door. He opened his arms and I went in for a big hug (I was still shivering a little so it was very nice). I then heard him whisper my name, and so I looked up. (I knew immediately what was going on and automatically got scared but when Kenny had asked before about kissing me and I told him not to ask me, but to surprise me... but I wasn't expecting this.) He was right there and our lips touched. I felt a slight thrill and remembered what my mom told me about not being a "dead fish" so I kissed back. It was better than I had expected a kiss to be. I thought it would have been gross and weird, but all it was was a little wet. Well that is the story of my first kiss. It isn't like dramatically romantic, but in the moment it was perfect and grand to me. <br />
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The one major thing that I won't touch too much on, but I believe really strengthened our relationship was when I was in the hospital. I had been having problems with my stomach to where some food really bugged me. I didn't know till I had an attack that it was my gallbladder. We had taken me in for an ultra sound a couple of days before thinking that it might have been my gallbladder but the results showed nothing wrong. After the attack though, we drove me right to the hospital and asked to do what is called a hyda-scan(to check the functionality of it). After the hyda-scans results which came back that my gallbladder was only working 7% instead of 35% -ish, it was determined that my gallbladder was not doing its job and needed to come out. I went in on June 14th to the Hospital. Before being admitted in, Kenny was with me the whole time. He was with me almost every time the food I ate hurt, and he was there during the attack and he even met me at the hospital.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Flowers from Kenny after Surgery</td></tr>
</tbody></table>In the hospital I had to put on a gown (it was so confusing to figure out how to put it on) and then I filled out some papers, got in a bed, and waited for someone to come in. My mom was with me the whole time and Kenny showed up right before I was going in. After a while someone came in and started my IV (my mom wanted to try and put it in the middle of my arm and I got a nice bruise from it but it wouldn't work there. We ended up putting it in the top of my hand, which actually wasn't bad). Kenny showed up a little bit before the doctor did so he was there to give me a hug of support. The doctor showed up and asked if I was ready. I nodded and then don't remember anything else.<br />
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All after my surgery, I wasn't allowed to lift anything and I had to get up a lot and walk around. My mom stayed with me that week but Kenny was there to go on walks with me and help lift thing when I couldn't lift. He was loyal by my side till the end. I really feel that if I hadn't had gotten my gallbladder out, we wouldn't have connected or clicked as well as we did.<br />
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Well that is our dating experience. In the next part I will talk about the engagement story and other things that happened between the engagement and the wedding. Tune in for the next part of "A New Beginning".</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01061625141436435028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-30537496374110033612011-09-29T00:08:00.001-06:002011-10-18T15:38:11.476-06:00A New Beginning - Part 1 (meeting)Hey all.<br />
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So I lied about writing often... Life got crazy and I really didn't have time. As it is I am writing this slightly before and during a class ^-^.<br />
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But like I said so much has happened and I want to make you all aware of it.<br />
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First off... I got MARRIED! Crazy huh? But it is true. I found my prince charming and he swooped me right up! :) His name is Kenny Moake and he is the sweetest man you will ever meet.<br />
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The one thing I really love about my Husband is that he doesn't ever want to do anything to hurt me. He also is very faithful in the gospel and therefore makes things like the temple, church, conference, etc a big priority! It is nice to have someone to help me to do better at making those priorities.<br />
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Many of you may not know the story of how we met, engagement, and the wedding so let me catch you up!<br />
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When we got out of the temple the other guys who had given us a ride were still in a session so Devon called his sister to come get us. While he was calling I took out my camera and was taking pictures of some of the flowers on the temple grounds and Kenny asked me if I liked taking pictures of flowers. I told him I did. He asked me for my name and I told him and then I asked for his name and he told me. We were now friends.<br />
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I went to church that first Sunday not with Kenny but with this other guy named Bryan. He drove me to church, since it was a little far, in his orange bug which was pretty cool, and continued to be my guide throughout the day. I feel bad for Byran but I didn't really like him in the way that it seemed he liked me... he was a nice guy but I actually kept looking for Kenny out of the corner of my eye. I saw him in sacrament meeting and wished I could have sat by him throughout the whole meeting. I then saw him in Sunday school but Bryan directed me to sit somewhere else. Then instead of Relief Society we were combined because it was the first Sunday for some of us in this ward. Byran had me sit by him there too and I actually don't remember seeing Kenny because I was filling out a "new person" sheet and trying to get to know the bishop and his counselors. After church got out I didn't want to go home with Bryan so I found some guys that were walking and told Byran I was going to walk home with them because it was a nice day out. Little did I know that I was walking home with Kenny's roommates. We got introductions and everything and talked for a bit and then we got home.<br />
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Through out the week I got invited by either Kenny or Kenny's roommates (not sure which) over to their place for big game nights. I got to know Kenny better and wanted to hang out more. So at one of the game nights after a lot of people left, I stay longer and one night there came up that Kenny didn't know one of his roommates (Richard's) phone number and I jumped at the chance to fix that. Kenny's phone was sitting on the table charging so I stole it and then asked for Richard's phone which he replied "Yes, Ma'am" and handed his phone right over. I added their numbers to each others phone and then sneakily I added both their numbers to mine and added mine to theirs.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH3fIugBt7o1W8hEb8_ysrGx4Tyt4PXXeYInRNcQTIoxAjKlXIc7Yme_a-FcEyoSn2c-dqbpP7wZFTaBP7WnY0Kcdtnj1yqJRVHdvEuHXFVQMzUCFe1KdMhHfsplAr-0Fr7O-ceAXxWYkj/s1600/P1010655.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH3fIugBt7o1W8hEb8_ysrGx4Tyt4PXXeYInRNcQTIoxAjKlXIc7Yme_a-FcEyoSn2c-dqbpP7wZFTaBP7WnY0Kcdtnj1yqJRVHdvEuHXFVQMzUCFe1KdMhHfsplAr-0Fr7O-ceAXxWYkj/s200/P1010655.JPG" width="200" /></a></div>I now had a means of getting a hold of him when I wanted and he had a way of getting to me, which came in handy when I was bored just sitting in my apartment. I would some days text him asking if he was bored and wanted to come do a puzzle at my place (since we had been at his place the whole time). He liked that idea because it was always so noisy at his place so he came over and we did some puzzles. The first puzzle we started that summer was one that had snow in it ^-^ but that was the only puzzle I had at the time. I got more from later from my mom who decided I needed more puzzles.<br />
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Doing puzzles at my apartment and games at his turned into playing volleyball, frisbee, and many other things together. It was then one Sunday night that we were sitting inside doing a puzzle. It was a rainy day so we were glad to be inside for a little while. As we were doing this puzzle Kenny asked me at about 5 minutes to midnight if I would come sit on the couch with him and he put his arms around me and asked me if it was ok if he did that. I told him it was ok and we just sat there, for the last five minutes that he could be in my apartment, like that and it felt nice. I really liked his touch and how gentle he seemed to be. He was very good at not being overly touchy but had just enough to make me feel all warm inside. He then realized the time and he was like "Dang, why can I never plan this right!" I then wished that we had another hour. It felt right sitting there in his arms and I wished it didn't have to end.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8hk0zW6SF1x-vE70eShJs-BUuMalxtLNLh8sjrzW1lTE_NChUTFWSsVnlq9XJoaDDVt7wD4Mh5CIMH_JdetV7pbUzVk0DNhe3m1UZskzXGiwqfN9tWQx8CpfbRKkvlt3C2n62w_mq2rT_/s1600/P1000884.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8hk0zW6SF1x-vE70eShJs-BUuMalxtLNLh8sjrzW1lTE_NChUTFWSsVnlq9XJoaDDVt7wD4Mh5CIMH_JdetV7pbUzVk0DNhe3m1UZskzXGiwqfN9tWQx8CpfbRKkvlt3C2n62w_mq2rT_/s200/P1000884.JPG" width="200" /></a>Kenny then asked me as I walked him to the door if I wanted to go on a walk because he didn't want to leave me just yet. I of course agreed and we went out into the rainy night. We went for a walk with his arm around me. And we kept asking ourselves how we got to that point. We had met maybe a little over a week ago and now we were walking arm in arm on a dark rainy night. We got to a stoplight and hugged while we waited to cross and when we got to a point on the walk where Kenny decided was a good place to pause we hugged again and Kenny admitted to me that he liked me and so I admitted to him that I liked him and the funny thing was was that we both found ourselves asking each other why we liked each other, why we had chosen them specifically. And none of us knew the answer, we just had a feeling. He then walked me home and game me a hug and bid me good night.<br />
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Well that is how we met and eventually started dating. I will continue the story of how we began dating in part 2 of this post but I have already taken too much time to write this out when I probably should have been doing homework (since it is conference weekend I don't have as much time to do homework.) I hope I can write the next post soon but we will see. Life is crazy and I never know what is coming next.<br />
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To be continued.... look for part 2 of A New Beginning.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01061625141436435028noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064364931586830112.post-32871212592945032612011-02-26T00:53:00.000-07:002011-02-26T00:53:16.929-07:00New to BloggingHallo Everyone!<br />
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This is my first blog post! YAY! I am excited to have a blog and to start sharing different parts of me with all of you!<br />
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I would just like to start off with how different it is being off at college but still living so close to home! I feel like I am in charge of my life but then at other times I am reminded that my family isn't so far away (not sure if that is a good thing or not).<br />
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Next I would like to say that life is tough! Now that I am my own person, I have to start picking things like where I want to go to school, what I want to major in, where I am going to live, how much time I get to spend playing when I should be doing homework, what friends I am going to have, who to date, who to hang out with, when to eat, where to work, and many other things! When did decisions get so hard to make?!?<br />
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I would also like to point how much I love my friends! I have been going through some pretty rough times since leaving home and I know I would not have made it to where I am today with out them! You know who you are so I don't have to go through naming you all! ^-^<br />
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I think this will be the end of my first blog post. I hope to write in more depth about certain things and to write frequently...but as a consistent and contemplative college student, I will write when I have time (which there isn't a lot of to begin with). That is all for this post... Catch you Later!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01061625141436435028noreply@blogger.com1